Week 2 – Crash

I might have thought I could manage more than a week without crashing, but sadly that hope was not realised

This week started really well. Monday – New Year’s Day – was a rest day, which I enjoyed to the full.

Tuesday was less cold than it had been, and the relative warmth beckoned. Having been indoors for ages, pleasantly imprisoned in a centrally-heated space, it was a delight to be able to get outside and get some chill and some rain on my skin.

Then Thursday came. I was in work all day, but a cold was building up in my chest. I read various sources, all of which recommended that you do not try to run when the cold is below the neck. So, I didn’t run.

Later on that evening, I was absolutely frozen. I went to bed early, and woke late on Friday morning. I could barely get out of bed. Saturday was hardly any better, and there was no way I could run on Sunday.

And so that’s it – two weeks in and I’ve already missed half a week. And this cold is showing no signs of shifting. I am not impressed…